C1834 Violent Mystical Poetry

"Ahhh!

"Ahhh! Grandmother, stop hitting me! We know we are wrong!"

"Ah — it hurts! I feel like my butt is burning!"

"Ol 'Five!" The fifth brother was foaming at the mouth! "

Seeing them begging for mercy, Xuan Shiyu did not forgive them. Instead, she continued to swing her whip towards their bodies.

The few of them continued to fall on the ground, their faces twisted with malevolence